Although he did not understand what realm one hundred million Great Daos truly represented,
there was no doubt that the Sacred Ancestor's set of one hundred million sacred-pattern battle armor could greatly enhance his combat power.
Moreover, this set of armor did not consist of clothing alone; it even came with a weapon.
It was a sacred sword that radiated holy light from every inch of its body.
Golden radiance burst from the blade, while surging power seemed to fill every corner of its sword body.
The sword was a broad blade, its edge fully revealed—sacred and inviolable.
Its hilt was densely covered in sacred patterns.
Every single sacred pattern could unleash formidable power.
The moment the battle armor clad the Sacred Ancestor and he raised the sacred sword, this became his strongest state.
It was the achievement of the thirty million years since he had broken through ten million Great Daos.
His gaze was majestic.
The dense golden light seemed almost tangible, so thick that it could scarcely disperse.
"Slash!"
The Sacred Ancestor swung his sword down.
The sword light that reached the heavens blanketed all the world before them.
Xu Zimo slowly raised Overlord Shadow, and equally powerful saber qi erupted.
"Rumble, rumble."
The clash of sword and saber was like the collision of an overbearing weapon and a sharp weapon.
Neither of them yielded an inch in their techniques; it was simply a head-on collision of pure, overwhelming force.
As the Sacred Ancestor swung his sword,
the sacred patterns on his body were activated.
It was as though their power had awakened and been strengthened.
Sword stroke after sword stroke, sword light filled the sky and shrouded Xu Zimo.
The Sacred Ancestor's sword was truly both swift and powerful.
Yet Xu Zimo remained completely unruffled. Ever since